Wednesday, 5 November 2003 - 11:06 PM GMT

Why were you eating old potatoes? Were they mouldy? And what is a pisscard? I hope it isn't aromatic :~S

Wednesday, 5 November 2003 - 11:16 PM GMT

You know, I have no idea what the answers are to either of those questions. Now you have me wondering if I'm just being more than usually spacey, or if I'm actually always like this.

Wednesday, 5 November 2003 - 11:31 PM GMT

I think you're being more spacey than usual, as a result of eating potatoes that were so old they had fermented into poitin!

Thursday, 6 November 2003 - 1:52 PM GMT

you know, you have to put that list in a personal ad now and see what happens.

Thursday, 6 November 2003 - 6:04 PM GMT

I have many lists like that scattered around on stray bits of paper. They're where I note down topics I want to write about on my blog, so I don't forget, which otherwise, I often do.

But in your case, who knows? ::smile:::

Friday, 7 November 2003 - 12:30 AM GMT

Unique Selling Points? - pisscards (whatever they turn out to be) are certainly unique as far as selling points go...

Friday, 7 November 2003 - 12:46 AM GMT

I did once blog an afternoon where i felt nervous, and that was the same day as the last lesbian dinner party. But pisscards? I have no idea at all.

Friday, 7 November 2003 - 1:00 AM GMT

Then blog the resulting date!

Friday, 7 November 2003 - 1:03 AM GMT

It's not like I don't have a sheer heavyweight tonne of piss anecdotes to tell (actually, there's a blog idea.....), it's that not one of them involves cards.....?

Friday, 7 November 2003 - 12:55 PM GMT

yes! that'd be mint. you could hold a sweepstake on what sort of nutter, er, person turns up.

Friday, 7 November 2003 - 6:59 PM GMT

Way ahead of you! I had a drunken convo last night where it was pointed out to me how Bad A Thing such a blog would be.

Pffft, I say blog the @#%$!. Everyone on a date knows they're being judged critically. What's the diff?

Saturday, 8 November 2003 - 12:19 AM GMT

for some reason, the words "lesbian dinner party" make me laugh, uncontrollaby. I have no idea why.

Sunday, 9 November 2003 - 2:08 PM GMT

ah, are you not intepreting - interpretating - reading your handwriting funny? I'm rarely able to read my handwriting

Sunday, 9 November 2003 - 2:53 PM GMT

No, I have perfect handwriting. I'm not being arrogant, I stole it from jatb when I was 13.

Sunday, 9 November 2003 - 2:55 PM GMT

Sarah said: for some reason, the words "lesbian dinner party" make me laugh, uncontrollaby. I have no idea why.

In which case, you'd probably be good company at one. :d

Don't panic, there's no mandatory fish course.

Sunday, 9 November 2003 - 4:02 PM GMT

haaahahaha. The only dinner parties I ever went to were hosted by an insanely neurotic (but gorgeous) straight girl who was being about as subtle as a brick in trying to get me to sleep with her.

don't think she ever cooked fish though :P

Sunday, 9 November 2003 - 4:43 PM GMT

Good god, I just realised how I came across by calling it a dinner party. Cripes! The only decent dinner parties are either held in a restaurant, or the food is pre-prepared microwaved stuff. The point is to drink, and talk sh|t, not to impress with your Hostess trolley. eeeek!

Aren't they always insanely neurotic, though? I've begun to realise that if they want to shag me, I immediately class them as such, or as having cataracts.
Straight girls who want you to suffer the ritual humiliation of being their virgin foray into flexy sexy annoy the hell out of me, too.

Sunday, 9 November 2003 - 7:21 PM GMT

I went for dinner last night with a couple of friends last night for the first time in ages to a really tacky italian restaurant on the Bigg Market. I managed to deeply embarrass the only non-geordie waitress, and co-incidentally the only good looking one, because I couldn't understand a word she was saying.

Also, nothing in the world beats Geordie pronounciation of foreign words "Whe's ordered the taglly-telly?"

Straight girl was amazingly neurotic, but also absolutely stunning. I spent the entire four months in denial that she wanted to sleep with me, because she was too attractive. Even when she turned up on my doorstep at midnight with a bottle of white wine saying "I've had an argument with my boyfriend, can I stay at yours tonight?"

or when she demanded I take her to the Lesbian Beauty Contest regional heats in Glasgow. I don't know if you've ever been to a women-only night in Glasgow, but she stopped pestering me after that.

Sunday, 9 November 2003 - 10:29 PM GMT

Hah! Friends who are dead fit generally never get any real approaches, I find. I think people assume they'll be scary and don't even try.

Sunday, 9 November 2003 - 11:42 PM GMT

does attractiveness increase with scariness then?

God, I could actually chart all my ex-things with scariness on an X-axis and attractiveness on the Y-axis and calculate the correlation.

Monday, 10 November 2003 - 12:29 AM GMT

That is a blog just blegging to happen. :D

Monday, 10 November 2003 - 12:53 PM GMT

yes, but do I colour-code the points according to sexuality, or how far I got with them?

Monday, 10 November 2003 - 7:40 PM GMT

Oh puhhhh-lease - haven't you gotten your spitshare spreadsheet ready yet? ;-)

Monday, 10 November 2003 - 8:43 PM GMT

splitshare whatnow? You know, I gave this a shot just now, but just as I was really getting into the swing of giving descriptive nicknames to people whose names I forgot, excel crashed, probably in disgust.

Monday, 10 November 2003 - 10:20 PM GMT

Everyone in their twenties needs to get together with their closest friends and do a spitmap, if only to absolutely make it clear: a. who's the biggest @#%$!; b. how much you need to explore pastures new for your conquests.

At the very least, you should have lists that include codewords for sexual acitivities.

Call yourself a true geek?!

Monday, 10 November 2003 - 11:43 PM GMT

ahh, you mean the now-legendary Sven Diagram! sadly, as none of my friends are gay, my prominence in the sven diagram is way out of proportion to my slapper-ness.

You want geek? a few of us used to have evenings with a few bottles of spirits and the 1,000 point purity test spreadsheet.

Monday, 10 November 2003 - 11:46 PM GMT

There are 1000 points of purity? Oh no, I've no hopes, then. :(